Love appears in moments, how long can I hold a moment, as my moment fades, I yearn to catch sight or sound of you, to feel the surging of my heart erupt into joyous sounds of laughter.
Chris Watson
The mayor gave me the keys to the city
The welcome wagons already appear
But again I'll be packing and leaving
For it's plain now that she once lived here
It may be that I'll never forget her
Cause she's love and love lives everywhere
For all the good you say it does
It seems no better when you've had your say
You may believe it's just because
The words get colder when you've gone away
I thought I understood
I walk around pretending you were never here
But the smell of you is everywhere
I ache so bad for you I want to shed my skin
Try and keep my thoughts from turning into you
I’m not angry anymore
Turn my mic up louder,
I got to say something.
Lightweights stepping aside,
When we come in.
Feel it in your chest,
The syllables get pumping.
From Liverpool to Tokyo
What a way to go
From distant lands one woman one man
Let the four winds blow
Three thousand miles over the ocean
And this is how it starts
You take your shoes off in the back of my van
My shirt looks so good
When it's just hanging off your back
She said use your hands and my spare time
We've got one thing in common it's this tongue of mine
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh what peace we often forfeit,
Oh what needless pain we bear,
(feat. Birdman)
It's Gucci, two times, Gucci, Gucci
Please pardon me but I'm passin gas
You're too important for anyone
You play the role of all you want to be
But I, I know who you really are
You're the one who cries before the dawn
But where will you go
Lit up like the 4th I'm a happy drunk come to papa big momma 'cause your
Daddy's drunk I want to pump pump pump it up like the Goodyear blimp make
You high for a dollar that's the way I pimp gold links and minks and shrimp
Dinners on the bayou them is all of the things that ain't gonna by you it's
Like one of them freak things hit it every kinda week things I got no love
I got no riches I don't roll vogues and I ain't got switches, I got no game,
